Date: Fri, 05 Oct 2001 23:06:35 -0400
From: the devil <bcapirigi@hotmail.com>
Subject: making a man out of mark, chapter 4

	Since their tryst in the park, Mark and Christian had grown inseparable.
Frequently after school Mark would go to Christian's house, so the two boys
could hang out and (more often than not) jack each other off or suck one
another's dicks before Christian's parents got home from work.
	Christian's parents liked Mark, just like everybody else did.  He was
well-mannered and smart, and seemed to be a positive influence on Christian,
who had always done rather poorly in school.  Little did Christian's parents
suspect, of course, that Mark spent day after day giving their little boy
blowjobs.
	It was before Thanksgiving when Christian told Mark that he'd be going away
for a few days, to visit his brother in college.  Christian's brother Travis
went to a private school; it was generally assumed that he'd inherited all
the brains in the family.
	Mark looked disappointed.  The thought of even a few days without Christian
was depressing.  It wasn't just the head he gave; they were really close
friends now, and Mark had all but given up on his other football buddies.
	Christian got the hint, and began to hint to his parents that maybe Mark
should come along, too.  After all, Travis had his own friends and probably
didn't want his little brother hanging around anyway, so maybe it was best
that somebody else came to keep him company.
	His parents agreed pretty quickly, and so Mark found himself going along
for the ride.
	The trip to the school was uneventful, with the two boys in the back,
trying not to look at each other in the wrong way.  Occasionally they'd turn
their heads if a girl went by, just to avoid suspicion.  Nobody really said
much.
	The plan was for Mark and Christian to sleep in Travis's room, with Mark's
parents staying at a nearby hotel.  Christian had asked if he and Mark could
have their own room at the hotel, but his parents said no, and that it would
be fun to see what college life was like.
	Mark didn't know what to expect of Travis.  He wondered if he looked
anything like Christian, and when they finally met that afternoon Mark could
instantly see the resemblance.  Travis and Christian both had the same blond
hair, although Travis's was a little longer; they also had the same
blue-grey eyes, and in general looked like they had the same parents.  Mark
couldn't help but wonder whether Travis's dick was as mighty as his
brothers, but he kept those thoughts to himself.
	The six of them, including Travis's girlfriend, went out to dinner together
and then saw a movie before splitting up.  When they got back to Travis's
room, Mark, the two brothers, and the girlfriend all sat there, not really
sure what to talk about.
	"So, uh, Mark," Travis ventured.  "You know my brother from school?"
	"Yeah," Mark said.  "You know.  Everybody knows everybody in our town."
They all laughed, nervously, at how true this was, even the girlfriend.
Apparently her town was the same, wherever it was.
	"What do you guys do for fun?"  Travis asked.  "There wasn't much to do
when I was thirteen.  Is it still the same?"
	"Basically," Mark said, sneering.  "We just hang out, you know.  Play
football...."
	"Oh, you play football, too?"  Travis said, with a glint in his eyes.  "Are
you both gonna try out for the team next year?"
	Christian could see the look in his brother's eyes, and felt menaced by it.
  "Maybe.  Maybe."
	But Mark didn't know Travis well enough to see what he was getting at.
"Yeah," he said.  "The coach already told me I'd make it."
	Travis leered.  "Oh, really?  You met Coach Walker?"
	Apparently Travis's girlfriend knew what was going on, because she got up
off the bed and said, "I'll see you later.  Tell me all about it.  I've got
a lot of work to do," she added, looking at the two younger boys.
	"You know I played football back in my day," Travis said.  "Of course, I
don't anymore, but I wasn't half bad when I was in high school, was I,
Christian?"
	"You were great," Christian said.
	Mark vaguely remembered Travis's name, but he graduated when Mark was only
ten, so Mark didn't really have any memories of him.  "Yeah," Mark lied.  "I
kind of remember you."
	"Yeah, well."  Travis was blushing.  "It was just something to pass the
time."  He stretched out on the bed and gave his crotch a good scratch.
	Mark's dick sprang up like a board at the thought of Travis's dick.  God,
if he was anything like Christian....
	"So," Travis said.  "If the Coach guaranteed you a spot on the team, I
guess that means you're pretty talented."
	"I guess I can throw," Mark said.
	"Mmmmm," Travis said, shaking his head.  "That's not the kind of talent I'm
talking about."  He looked over at his brother.  "You too?"
	Christian turned red; of course Travis knew.  He'd played on the team
himself.
	Travis decided not to be delicate.  "Did he ass-fuck you yet?"
	Mark and Christian both jumped.  Nobody had ever mentioned ass-fucking, and
while they had both given it a few minutes thought neither of them had ever
said anything out loud about it.
	Travis could sense their alarm, and it amused him.  "Well, he's going to,
sooner or later.  In fact a lot of guys will.  It's.... tradition."
	"When I was your age Coach Walker fucked my ass probably sixteen, eighteen
times before I ever even got to the high school.  And he wasn't the only
one.  Half the team plowed my ass.  It scared the shit out of me at first,
but from the first minute the Coach ever rammed his dick in me I knew it was
the best thing that'd ever happen to me."  He had his hand down his pants
now, fumbling around.  "When I got older of course it was my turn to fuck
the new kids.  The junior high kids are always the best fucks.  Their asses
are so tight, and they're so tense, but you bang away and they melt right
under you."
	Travis started laughing.  Mark and Christian looked at each other.
	"So you haven't had the experience yet?  It's a shame, really; the sooner
you start the luckier you are.  Although the Coach can be a little rough
sometimes.  Sometimes he thinks his kids are, well, a little tougher than
they are."
	Travis looked at his brother.  "So Chris, are you two jack-off buddies or
what?"
	Christian nodded, nervously.
	"So what's he like?" the older boy asked, nodding toward Mark.
	"He's.... really good."
	"Oh yeah?  Mark," Travis said, turning his attention.  "My brother says
you're really good at jacking him off.  Do you give him head, too?"
	"Y-yeah," Mark said, "I like to do that."
	"Hear that, little brother?  This kid likes sucking your dick!"  Travis was
having a lot of fun.  "Is he good at that, too?"
	"Real good," Christian said.
	"Well, this kid's just a fucking wonder, is he?  Hey Mark.  Mark, why don't
you come over here and show me what you do with all that talent you've got?"
	Mark looked at Christian, then at Travis, the back at Christian.  Travis
spoke first.
	"Come on, little brother.  Didn't Dad always tell us we had to share our
toys?"
	Personally there was nothing Mark wanted to do right now more than wolf
down a cock, but the fact that it was Christian's brother's made it seem
really weird.
	"Yeah," Christian said.  "He did say that.   It's okay, Mark.  If you want
to."
	Mark looked at Travis, who was already pulling down his pants.  He wasn't
wearing any underwear, and so it wasn't long before Mark and Christian got a
good look at Travis's huge prick.  Christian had Mark beat by at least an
inch, and Mark guessed that Travis had his brother beat by probably another
two.
	"Go on," Travis said, smiling.  "Suck it."
	Mark got up and on the bed, so he could reach Travis from above.  He looked
at the cock that was staring him in the face, as if unsure of where to
start.  Tentatively he lapped at the head.
	Travis laid back.  He had his shirt off, and now relaxed with his hands
behind his head.  Mark looked up at him.  He certainly had a body.  For
somebody that didn't play sports anymore, Travis still had surprisingly
well-defined chest and stomach muscles.  His body was covered with medium
brown hair, giving Travis an air of real manliness that Christian hadn't yet
acquired.
	"Feels good, kid," Travis said.  "But why don't you take your clothes off?
I'd like to get a good look at you, too."
	Mark stood up and relieved himself of his t-shirt and pants.  Christian
smiled when Mark's boxers came off; it had been almost three days since he'd
had a look at his friend's ass.
	Mark went back to work on Travis's dick, more confident now.  He was
bobbing up and down on the shaft, with his hand clutching the lower half of
the enormous piece of meat.  Travis was moaning, said that Christian was a
lucky fuck to have a kid like this to give him head every day.  Christian
smiled and got up to move closer to Mark.
	Travis was lying on the bed, with Mark standing over him, ass in the air as
he sucked the older boy's cock.  Christian walked over and put his hands on
Mark's ass.  Mark looked over, amazed at the possibilities.  Christian
reached under Mark and began to massage his stiff prick.  Mark moaned with
pleasure, despite his full mouth.  Christian leaned down and put his face on
Mark's ass.
	"That's it, Chris," Travis encouraged.  "We can share him."
	Christian was new to this sort of activity, but he knew what felt right.
He spread Mark's ass cheeks and stuck his tongue in.
	It tasted a little salty and strange; not really what Christian had
expected, but not something to stop doing, either.  He quickly and awkwardly
shed his own clothes, taking his face and hands on Mark's ass as little as
possible.  His tongue ran circles around Mark's tight asshole, a feeling
which caused Mark to stop sucking dick for a minute in order to shudder with
excitement.
	"Oh, no you don't," Travis said.  "You were doing me first."  With that he
pressed Mark's head down on his cock, forcing his brother's friend to
swallow a large portion of his juicy meat.
	In order to compensate for his brother's actions, Christian began digging
deeper into Mark's ass.  With his middle finger he traced the rim of Mark's
asshole, and then stuck his finger in Mark.
	Mark screamed, or would have if his face weren't buried in another boy's
prick.  Sensing Mark's delight, and feeling turned on himself, Christian
began to lick his fingers and, one by one, see how deep he could get them
into Mark, who was thinking how he'd never imagined that he'd be in the
middle of a three-way with two brothers.
	Mark relentlessly slurped on Travis's meat, just as he'd done to
Christian's and Coach Walker's.  Within a few minutes, however, it was clear
that Travis was feeling a little unsatisfied.
	He grabbed Mark's hair, signaling the younger boy to look up for a minute.
Mark did, reluctantly.
	"Hey kid," he said.  "I've been thinking."
	"Yeah?" Mark said.
	"I've been thinking how, the next time you two go to the high school, Coach
Walker's probably gonna fuck the living daylights out of your asses.  So I
was thinking, why don't you get some advance practice in the subject?"
	Mark wasn't sure what to say.  Christian was still finger-fucking him, and
if his dick felt anywhere near as good as his fingers did.....  But still,
they were both so BIG.
	"It's okay," Travis said, reading Mark's mind.  "I'll be gentle.  Out of
the way, little brother."
	Christian stood up, not sure he'd heard right.  Was his brother really
going to butt-fuck his best friend?  Christian had never been so turned on
in his life, despite the fact that he'd never once had a dirty thought about
Travis in his life before.  But now, thinking about seeing him ram Mark's
delicious asshole, Christian almost shot a load of cum.  But he held off.
	Mark wasn't really sure how this went.  "Lay down," Travis advised, and
Mark obliged.  His cock was standing straight up, so he began to play with
it.  Travis, meanwhile, stood up on the bed, towering over the younger boy.
Forcefully, he lifted Mark's legs up in the air and spread them apart.
"Well," he said, "I guess you're ready for it.  You lubed my dick, Chris
lubed your ass...."  As he said this he knelt on the bed, resting Mark's
legs on his shoulders.  Mark's legs were slightly hairy, an Travis licked
his calf, just to see if the kid liked it.  He did.
	Mark was still beating off, and Travis waited a minute before penetrating
Mark's virgin asshole, in order to keep him in suspense.  When he finally
entered his young friend, the boy screamed in a combination of pain and joy.
  Travis was only in an inch or two, but the width of his dick was something
Mark had never felt before.
	"Hey, little brother," Travis said to Christian, who was having a hearty
wank in the corner.  "Will you shut this kid up?  I don't want the whole
floor to hear this."
	Taking his cue, Christian got up and climbed on the bed, moving Mark's arms
out of the way so he could kneel across his chest.  Then he raised himself
up, waving his dick in Mark's face.  Mark, despite the fact that his ass was
being pummeled by a dick three inches larger than his own, readily grabbed
hold of his friend's stiff prick and began to suck on it.
	Travis, in the meantime, was having a field day at Mark's other end.  He
squeezed about six inches in, and was now pumping in and out rapidly, using
his song thighs to bounce mark up and down on the bed.
	All three boys were in ecstasy.  Christian loved being on top of his friend
while he was being ass-fucked; Mark could think of nothing better than the
two brothers having their way with him, and Travis was really enjoying
stretching out the a gorgeous piece of junior high ass.
	The way they were situated, Travis was facing his brother's back, and soon
the older brother reached out and pulled his younger sibling close to him.
Christian leaned back, and Travis whispered in his ear.
	"You wanna go next?"
	Christian nodded.  This was college, and in college there were no rules.
Everybody knew that.
	"Well," Travis said, "Let me give this slut what he wants, and then it'll
be your turn."
	With that Travis began to fuck Mark slower, but deeper.  He now had about
eight inches in Mark's ass, while Christian was busy forcing another eight
into his friend's mouth.  With one last deep thrust, Travis unleashed a load
of cum deep into Mark's ass.  Mark shivered with delight, and laid back on
the bed, to catch his breath.
	"Oh, no," Christian said.  "That's not all for you."  And with that he
pulled his dick out of Mark's mouth and, after a few beats of his hand,
erupted a thick load onto Mark's face.
	Naturally it was only a matter of seconds before Mark himself came all over
himself; he thought like he'd died and gone to heaven.
	"Not bad, Chris," Travis said, impressed at the amount of jizz his brother
had unloaded onto Mark's face.  "But let's see if you've got anything left
in there."
	And with that, the two brothers climbed off Mark, to have some fun by
themselves.